Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Rwanda and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Siouxsie and the Banshees to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by New York Dolls. All the underground hits.
All Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Robert Wyatt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swans,
John Holt,
Pere Ubu,
Jacob Miller,
Anakelly,
Yaz,
Jerry Gold Smith,
H. Thieme,
Massinfluence,
Lightning Bolt,
Dave Gahan,
Alison Limerick,
JFA,
A Certain Ratio,
the Slits,
Spandau Ballet,
The Monochrome Set,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Yazoo,
Urselle,
Mantronix,
Saccharine Trust,
Dawn Penn,
Brick,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Delta 5,
Yusef Lateef,
Country Teasers,
the Swans,
Quadrant,
Sound Behaviour,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Evens,
Ralphi Rosario,
Quando Quango,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Fugs,
Idris Muhammad,
Technova,
Fear,
Easy Going,
Boz Scaggs,
Youth Brigade,
Minutemen,
E-Dancer,
Banda Bassotti,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Clear Light,
Wolf Eyes,
Sarah Menescal,
AZ,
Minny Pops,
Gong,
Black Moon,
The Fuzztones,
Ultra Naté,
Danielle Patucci,
Chrome,
Scrapy,
Stockholm Monsters,
Cluster, Cluster, Cluster, Cluster.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.